Vol 4 Chapter 737 break the spine
silence!
In the colorful astral world, the gods of order who descended into the will fell silent.
The boundless panic, accompanied by the burning of the eternal flame, entangled in the depths of their souls.
In the field of vision, the realm of shadows, the cracked south.
The turbulent flow in space raged, and the terrifying scarlet storm rolled back,
The Lord of Gluttony, Ulysses, was screaming in pain, and his huge flesh and blood body struggled and twisted, but the crimson flames seemed to burn forever, burning blood along the scars.
Allowing the power of gluttony to wash away the expulsion is of no use.
However, what made the gods of order tremble the most was the mortal standing in the center of Chi Yan.
Whether it is the dark evil goddess Loksani, who holds the dark sun in her hand, or Nathaniel, the corrupt lord who set off a wave of green plague in the snow in the north.
Or other Valoran Empire powerhouses who are as bright as stars, causing the gods of order to horrify.
at this moment.
Completely inferior to the mortals who surround the flames.
Gluttony Lord Ulysses.
A demon king named after the Seven Deadly Sins.
A terrifying existence that has destroyed countless civilizations and countless gods.
But today, under the eternal flames that filled the sky, it was a complete defeat.
Yes!
The gods of order have seen that the seriously injured Ulysses has no intention of continuing to fight, and wants to leave the world of shadows and return to the bottomless abyss.
The seemingly ordinary flame was burning his flesh and blood, burning the filthy blood in his body.
As for kills?
The gods of order understood how difficult it was to destroy Ulysses.
Even in the order camp, if you want to solve a demon king, you need to make a lot of preparations in advance.
In addition to the panic, many gods of order set their sights on Dunn, the **** of power, and the meaning of sitting and watching a good show was obvious.
They are speculating whether the **** of war, which has always been famous for fighting lunatics, will give up the **** of power, Dunn, because of the Valoran Empire.
“Humph!”
Dunn snorted coldly, his golden eyes fell to the immortal fortress below, his expression was extremely embarrassing.
He regrets a little, regrets not taking action earlier and destroying the former Valoran Territory.
“They are outsiders, don’t forget the agreement of the gods.”
Dun En opened his mouth coldly, his eyes swept across the gods, and then the golden divine light that descended made a big splash, directly leaving this shadow realm, escaping into the star realm, and disappeared.
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Blood-sucking wilderness.
This piece of divine soil, which was jointly manifested by the two ancestors of the blood race, is no longer what it used to be.
The land watered with flesh and blood is full of sword marks, the blood flowing along the wilderness has long dried up, and countless bat corpses piled up on the grass.
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“Jax?”
Aatrox hovered in the sky, his wings covered with hot blood on his back stretched out, setting off a gust of wind.
Holding the red giant sword, he ignored the pale and weak Mokawi and Zmish below, and turned his head to look south.
In the distance, I saw Jax, who was surrounded by eternal flames, standing above the sky, like the **** of Tai Sui in the world.
“When did this guy’s power become so powerful?”
In Valoran continent, when he was an ascendant, he had heard the name of Jax.
At that time, Jax was still not called Jax.
“Seyjax Kayo-Raines Ekazon…. The name is too long, and some of them can’t remember clearly.” Aatrox shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed expression.
The reason why it can be remembered is that in the war of conquest, Jax killed an ascendant as a mortal.
This made Jax’s reputation spread across Shurima and Icathia in an instant.
Countless Ascenders want to get rid of Jax, including Aatrox.
However, even though Jax is so powerful at the moment, Aatrox has not lost his heart to challenge. Perhaps after this battle is over, there will be a meeting that cannot be missed.
Looking back, Aatrox clenched the red giant sword in his right hand, and held a **** head in his left hand.
“The spoils, I will never dislike it.”
Aatrox looked down at Mokawi and Zmish, who were curled up in the blood-sucking wilderness, killing intent soaring into the sky.
The darkin’s housekeeping skills are shaping flesh and mutated blood, allowing them to master the power of life itself.
Coincidentally, the blood clan is also well versed in the way of blood.
But now it seems that the confrontation between the two is over, and the two ancestors of the blood race have fallen into an absolute disadvantage. The blood essence in the body is almost empty, and the weak breath is in danger.
“Lord Aatrox, do you need help?”
A low voice sounded in his ears, Aatrox raised his brows slightly, looked to his side, and saw a familiar figure in a blood-colored robe appearing in his field of vision.
“Vladimir?”
“This is not the place you should be.”
“Sorry, Lord Aatrox.” Vladimir stretched out his right hand stained with divine blood and licked it gently, his eyes also falling on Mokawi and Zmish.
“I just think that the blood of these abyssal evil gods tastes very good.”
“Tsk tsk, are you trying to grab the spoils of war with me?” Aatrox turned around, and the crimson sword flashed blood red.
Aatrox met Vladimir during the darkin rule.
He was the first of his kind to be allowed to study flesh and mutated blood magic, and his loyalty won the darkin’s favor, as well as the right to use blood sorcery and enforce the darkin’s will on the lesser beings.
It seems now that the idiot at the time seemed to have taught Vladimir too much knowledge of blood magic.
The sword light is undeniable.
Aatrox stared at Vladimir in front of him. He felt a faint threat. The former slave seemed to have walked another **** path.
Hearing this, Vladimir greedily looked at Mokawi and Zmish, and said humbly, “No, how could I **** the spoils with Lord Aatrox.”
“And His Majesty Modrian has expressly prohibited that any hero is hostile to each other.”
“Of course, I will obey His Majesty Mordrian’s order.” Aatrox turned around and stopped looking at Vladimir’s fake smile. He was afraid that he couldn’t help but slashed over with a sword.
Seemingly remembering something, Aatrox pointed out a way for Vladimir with “kindness”.
“Go over there, maybe he’ll need your help.”
Vladimir’s heart moved, and after licking the divine blood of his fingers, he looked in the direction Aatrox pointed, his expression suddenly stiffened.
Panson!
The direction Aatrox pointed was the battle area between Pantheon and the Fallen God Alfred.
And Pantheon gained an absolute advantage and beat Alfred violently.
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The corners of his mouth twitched, Vladimir held back his anger, put down his hands, sorted out some messy blood-colored robes, and then walked to another battlefield.
Maybe he would have the courage to face Pan Sen before, but far south, Jax, who ignited the sky, told everyone.
How terrifying is a mortal who is on par with gods!
Vladimir cleaned up his emotions. Although there are no more abyss evil gods on the battlefield, those demon lords, or demon lords, are also good experimental targets.
If you are lucky, you can also extract some messy divine blood.
……
Fireworks filled the sky, lighting up the dim sky.
Not only the gods of order understand, but Jax himself also deeply knows that it is extremely difficult to kill Ulysses with [Icathia’s Last Light].
He looked at Ulysses’ almost star-like flesh and blood body, at the scarlet compound eyes that were healing and recovering, and at the tentacles of flesh and blood that were waving around, and walked through the air again.
Since Ulysses could not be completely killed, he decided to break the backbone of the gluttonous lord.
Let him never dare to enter the territory of the Valoran Empire again.
As Swain said, the outline of the territory is not only drawn by the blood of the soldiers, but also by the bones of the enemy.
Stepping into the air, Jax waved [Icathia’s Last Light], and the burning eternal flame seemed to be inexplicably drawn, surrounding him.
The prestige of the master is always in oneself.
The counterattack storm rolls up eternal flames.
Jax is like a demon who descends from the sky, rising flames, aiming at the greedy master of gluttony from afar.
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